Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam Page #7

You can drive me insane

You can drive me insane

But I can't stay mad at you

For anything

We're Venus and Mars

We're Venus and Mars

We're like different stars

Like different stars

But you're the harmony

To every song I sing

And I wouldn't

Change a thing

But I can't stay mad at you

For anything

We're Venus and Mars

We're Venus and Mars

We're like different stars

Like different stars

But you're the harmony

To every song I sing

And I wouldn't change a

Wouldn't change a thing

(mellow theme playing)

Where is everybody?

(sighs)

PEGGY:

All right, now let's look at

the alto harmony on measure 15.

There's a four-bar rest.

Good morning.

Morning.

Oh, hold on.

What's going on?

You were right.

It shouldn't be all up to you.

And we do need

to step it up.

Shane got everybody up

before dawn.

He can be pretty persuasive

when he wants to be.

Morning. Sleep well?

I don't think you got

the new arrangement yet.

Needed a lot of work.

You did this?

We all did.

ALL:

Yeah.

I already know

I'm gonna love it.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

All right,

let's get started.

We gotta rock this stage

like we own it, right?

(plays short beat)

Now, I can hear you,

but I gotta see you play.

Nate, show them how it's done.

Like this.

Excellent.

Jason, show them how to rock.

Okay, guys, not like this:

But like this:

(strumming)

(all strumming)

Good job.

Well, it's easy for you guys,

but we're not all

rock stars.

But you can be.

(all cheering and applauding)

(playing upbeat rock music)

Oh

Yeah

All right

Mm-hm-hm

Gather round, guys

It's time to start listenin'

Practice makes perfect

But perfect's not workin'

There's a lot more to music

Than knowing where

Your cue's gonna be

You can play

All the right notes

But that don't mean

You're moving me

But if you can jump

Like David Lee Roth

Or pump your fist

Like you're Bruce the Boss

If you got heart and soul

You can rock 'n' roll

Rock 'n' roll

Strum it, drum it

Slide across and run it

The stage is your home

If you learn how to own it

Like the greats did

There's no way

That you can fake it

You've gotta feel the beat

Before you can move

Even though you're not wearing

Blue suede shoes

And makin' mistakes

Well, that won't matter

If you can swagger

Like you're Mick Jagger

If you've got heart and soul

You can rock 'n' roll

You can rock 'n' roll

Whoo, solo

If you live and die

For the music inside

If the one-four-five

Never gets old

Then you can rock 'n' roll

Rock 'n' roll

All right, now, take it low

Now, I need the spotlight

To hit me right here

As the crowd starts to cheer

I need the fan to blow

Right through

My rock-star hair

Right here

If you can scream

Like Axl Rose

Or sing like Christina

Show after show

If you've got heart and soul

You can rock 'n' roll

Yeah

If you've got heart and soul

You can rock 'n' roll

You can rock 'n' roll

Ooh

Yeah

You can rock 'n' roll

(all cheering)

Oh

Yeah

All right

Hi, Nate.

(grunts)

Oh, I-- I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

Hi, Dana.

What are you doing here?

What do you think?

You came to see me?

Good guess.

Well, here I am.

(laughs)

That's it?

I came all the way over here

in a canoe

risking my father's wrath,

and that's all

you have to say to me?

I don't know what else

I'm supposed to say.

There's nothing

you're supposed to say.

Every day I see you looking

and waving and I'm all,

"That's so sweet.

I so like him."

You do? Really, that's--

That's what you say?

But then--

"But then"?

Ah. That's never good.

How do I really know

if I don't know anything

about you?

I guess I just thought

you were different.

I am different.

No, you're not.

You're exactly like every other

teenage boy in the world.

Have you ever told me anything

about yourself?

You know, other than

you like canoeing.

Well, I don't really

like canoeing.

Oh. Oh, good.

So I really know nothing

about you.

I still don't know

what I'm supposed to say.

I think you just did.

(sighs)

(soft pop music playing)

Words don't come easy

Idiot.

Without a melody

I'm always thinkin'

In terms of do-re-mi

I should be hikin'

Swimmin'

Laughin' with you

Instead I'm all

Out of tune

Special order.

But what you don't know

You lift me

Off of the ground

Your inspiration

(inaudible dialogue)

You help me find my sound

Just like a bass line

In half time

You hold down the groove

That's why I'm countin'

On you

DUO:

And when I hear you

On the radio

I never want to change

a single note

It's what I tried to say

All along

You're my favorite song

My favorite song

And when I hear you

On the radio

Yeah

I never want to change

A single note

No, no

It's what I tried to say

All along

You're my favorite song

You're my favorite song

(sighs)

I take back what I said

about girlfriends.

It's all good, because at this

rate, I'll never have one.

What do you mean?

Well, there's this girl.

I kind of figured.

I really like her,

but I'm having a hard time

telling her

how I really feel.

You're a rock star, dude.

Use it.

I don't think she cares.

She just wants to know all this

stupid, random stuff about me.

It's not random stuff.

She just wants to know

you care enough

to let her know

who you are.

Well, I care.

But I just don't know

how to say it.

Well, if you can't say it,

you can sing it.

(mellow theme playing)

(suspenseful theme playing)

Every single time

I'm trying to sing my high note,

I keep getting lost

behind her big head.

Oh, no, you didn't.

You couldn't stand

the spotlight.

TESS:

Now that you mention,

I'm not trying to do anything.

AXEL:

Enough!

We'll run it again

in three minutes.

And this time, remember,

it's not amateur hour.

He means you.

Hi, Dana.

Oh!

Kind of makes you jump,

doesn't it?

You shouldn't be here.

I know,

but I couldn't wait.

Wait for what?

It's a list of things

that nobody knows about me.

Two minutes.

I really gotta go.

I'm sorry.

Wait. We still have

two minutes.

Okay.

(playing soft music)

I'm

I'm good at wasting time

I think lyrics

Need to rhyme

And you're not askin'

But I'm tryin' to grow

A mustache

I eat cheese

But only on pizza, please

And sometimes

On a homemade quesadilla

Otherwise it smells

Like feet to me

And I, I really like it

When the moon

Looks like a toenail

And I love it when you say

My name

Places, everybody. Come on.

If you wanna know

Here it goes

Gonna tell you

There's a part of me

That shows if we're close

Gonna let you

See everything

But remember that you asked

For it

I'll try to do my best

To impress

But it's easier to let you

Take a guess at the rest

But you wanna hear what lives

In my brain and my heart

Well, you asked for it

For your perusing

At times confusing

Slightly amusing

Introducing me

Do-do, do-do, do-do-do

Do-do, do-do, do-do-do

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